The Commuting Couple, Part II

It's been a big week in the Cowgill-Lowery household.

Jacob left yesterday for his summer in Big Sandy, where he'll be tending his vegetable experiment (and our wedding food!), his heritage turkeys and his chickens.

He drove away in Bob's pickup with onion sprouts in the cab, chickens in the back and the various other accoutraments it takes to grow veggies, take care of a dog and a cat, feed chickens and live on the plains an hour from the nearest major grocery store.

Last night, I cleaned the house and reveled in the lack of stacks and stacks of magazines and books about farming in our house. I relished putting the water filter in the fridge (Jacob likes it out on the counter -- room temp) and began reclaiming our office back into my yoga/writing room.

I'd been on somewhat of a high from the weekend putting out the second issue of The New West Magazine, (see details on subscribing at www.newwest.net/magazine) and he was scrambling to pack, so we had a only a few rare moments of quiet before he left.

Now, the house just feels empty.

This morning, I left the water filter on the counter, just to make things seem normal.

This commuting couple thing might be tougher this summer than last.